Not everyone shares your fantasy about gang banging your inflatable sheep. Please.Bob: But Sheepy-Poo would like that.Alan: Dude, uh what is with you ...nd Sheepy-Poo? I mean it's a fuckin' inflatable sheep for Christ sakes!Carrie: Did someone say fuck? I wanna fuck!Charles: OK, look, calm down, people. We are all civilized people here. Do you have any other problems? I mean how is your sex life?Alan: Well, I think it's pretty good. But she doesn't seem to agree.Charles: What is the problem?Alan:. She wanted to simply tell Eric to go to hell and walk away, but he had made the consequences of that all too clear. She wanted to tell Paul and the two of them marry and leave, but could he give up his career and could he love a woman who... could he love a whore? Her own self confidence shattered, she simply no longer could be certain of anything. But was it fair to Paul to continue this charade? He loved her, she knew. Torn and racked with remorse and guilt over what she had allowed herself. "Oh fucking hell Andy... Fuck me... That's gonna tear me apart." She pushed lower again, grunting with effort, and Simone and I let her take her own weight, her hands coming onto Jamie's shoulders.She looked at me, her eyes wide as she pushed down onto that huge cock, wincing every so often as he stretched her. "Fucking hell that's big... Andy, you bastard, you dirty bastard, watching me... oh shit... watching me take this big... black... cock...."I could see her cunt lips stretched tight. This was the second time I heard “they”. Soon I had Sara cumming in my mouth and grinding her pussy into me while doing it. She then pushed my head back and after a moment got up, but I was still being fucked hard from behind when she encouraged him on” Fuck that slut, make her fucking cum , she's loving every minute of this” I was already creaming on his cock as I began to squeeze him with the muscles of body which caused him to cum inside of me which blew my mind as it felt so good, and I was.